Warning this post is gross, stop reading now if you’ve got a weak stomach.
I’m a librarian in a public library, but I don’t usually blog about my job. Mostly because there are already a lot of great librarian blogs out there, I like to think I leave my work at the door when I leave work and I don’t live in a very big town and I wouldn’t want a patron to read my comments about them and beat me up next time they see me. HOWEVER, I am making an exception. All week there has been a man sitting at a table near me and sniffling. I’m not talking about the occasional small sniffle, I’m talking about a whole-hearted-snot-swallowing sniffle! It’s disgusting, I want to hand him tissues. It takes all my will power to not vomit and then hand him a box of kleenex. The other day a friend mentioned socially accepted behavior that is disgusting, his example was the handkerchief, I couldn’t think of one then, but I sure do now! I can’t actually say anything to him because he’s not hurting me or anyone else, he’s just grossing me out. Lest you think this is an isolated incident of grossness, and things like this are rare (if you work in public service you know it’s not) last week a man clipped his fingernails at the same table. All ten of them. Oh yes he did!
Ok done with the grossness and complaining about work.